So I always heard growing up that one of the big secrets of success was finding ways to turn your weaknesses into strengths. I guess you could say I'm pretty good at that, but that's what's gotten me in trouble lately.

Alright, a bit of history for the brain fried - welcome to 2054. Technology is nothing short of incredible with cybernetic implants and biotechnology and communications tech like you wouldn't believe. If you have the money you don't even need an actual cellphone anymore, you just have a few chips installed right in your head. Not to mention a weapon or two if you need some backup. It's also damp, rainy, crowded, and everything is run by megacorps but you gotta take the good with the bad.

For me, it was mostly bad. I got MagGregor's Syndrome, which basically means I'm allergic to cybernetics down to my DNA. I literally couldn't chrome up with a shiny new arm laser or dataport in my neck if my life depended on it, because my body would reject the hardware and kill me anyway. The only augments I can get are the biological kind, custom organs and boost jobs - which are really expensive.

But there is an upside to having no cyberware. Having wires and chrome strung in among your flesh puts stress on your body, its gotta play a balancing act with a bunch of other things in your flesh to keep going. Something has to take a hit, usually in men that includes their virility and sex drives. So I might not be able to get even the most basic of jobs in 80%-90% of the world's businesses, even the basic mom and pop stores, but unlike most men I have a pretty solid sperm count and a rep for being a great lay.

Which helps, because a lot of governments and megacorps are looking around at the birth rates and not liking what they see. With most men shooting blanks and most women able to terminate a pregnancy just by thinking about it, not many babies are being born - so they're starting to give out financial incentives.

So I figured, it's a role I was born to play. Film the conceptions and I can get money in every direction, from government and corp bean counters to porn junkies wanting to watch to ladies wanting a bundle of joy of their own. A quick bioware boost to my immune system to make it all legal and I was in business.

And it worked too. I got to travel, the money was good, the pussy was fantastic - which of course is when everything started to go wrong...

In a cyberpunk dystopia, a man with a genetic disorder that denies him the ability to install cybernetics exploits this as cybernetics harm male fertility. With a drop in birth rates, now it's not just legal but encouraged to make porn vids of bareback sex - with bonuses if the woman ends up pregnant as a result.

Which leads to him stumbling into a conspiracy he never imagined that could cost him everything.

I also want to add that we can discuss what that conspiracy is exactly between us, and that will effect how smut heavy it is. We can have their be no conspiracy at all, we can go as far as "he's actually a genetically engineered lifeform", and lots of things in between.